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| - I'm totally a fan. Getting into a speak easy is always fun and even more fun when you're visiting Vegas for your birthday. Its true what they say, if you don't have a cell phone you can't get in. There is a secret phone number that my boyfriend found on his own in less than a minute. Its not hard people, you just need to be observant.
The interior of The Laundry Room is bad ass. Every teeny tiny detail is completely well thought out. Even the long stick candles were real and lit. There are rules when you visit a speak easy and this one is no different. I abided and didn't snag any photos. My boyfriend on the other hand snagged photos and cussed occasionally. Sorry 'bout it! (Thats what he would say)
For $15 cocktails its a good thing they are strong right? you feel like you're getting your monies worth. My experience wasn't that. My drink was so strong I could barely finish it let alone enjoy it. And believe me, I can handle my liquor. Everyone else with me enjoyed their beverages just fine. That is one reason I didn't give this place five stars. The main reason though? I'll get there. First and foremost you should know that I NEVER rate or review a business based off of other people visiting the establishment. Although, when a speak easy has rules I expect them to live up to that standard and a few of their top rules were, 1- Regarding Guests. Do not bring anyone in here you would not allow into your home to babysit your only child and/or your new born puppy. 2- Please, Speak Easy. Keep the volume of your voice at a reasonable level. And 3- Jesters Who Muse. The patrons may be minimally tolerated, but jesters lacking redeeming social value will be escorted out.
A group next to us was clearly friends of the bar tender and possibly owners of the establishment. After us waiting almost two hours to get in, they were enjoying themselves by being annoyingly loud and a girl at the table literally kept looking at our table with the craziest "I will destroy your face" expression. On one occasion we all stared back and she didn't look away. It was beyond creepy and awkward. This woman and her friend had been escorted out of Common Wealth earlier that night. If she's getting kicked out of Common Wealth, how is she even allowed into "The Laundry Room"? Guess the rules are for show. Which is fine. Towards the end of our stay I over heard the group of people saying things such as "lets get these people out of here" etc... I get it, you're all friends and you want to enjoy this place alone.
Its a rad joint with a killer interior and awesome drink selection plus, its a speak easy. Of course it gets a good rating. But it won't hurt my feelings if I never wait two hours for that experience again.
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